I've got a catalogue
I've got a catalogue
I've got a catalogue
Of failure
It's like a battle log
That I can rattle off
A fucking catalogue
Of failure
Everything I thought I'd be
Drowning right in front of me
Dubstep bumping in the trees
Nascar on the bar tv
Well none of the bands here play instruments
But at least I got this jacket and some meal tickets
I don't have a pillow but
My friends think I'm a superstar
Maybe one day this won't suck
Maybe one day this won't suck
I've been delusional
I've been delusional
I've been delusional
I'll get there
I've been through it all
I been to the wall
I've been delusional
I'll get there
Every time my head gets big
I play another shitty gig
Sound guy tells me
Fix your rig
Insults offered up like gifts
Well none of the bands here play instruments
But at least I got this jacket and some meal tickets
I don't have a pillow but
My friends think I'm a superstar
Maybe one day this won't suck
Maybe one day this won't suck
I've got memories
I've got memories
I've got memories
Of normal
It's like melodies
You can't let 'em leave
These memories
Of normal
Everything I used to hate
Drunken crowds and driving late
Selling cd's from my case
And yelling in some asshole's face
Crying 'cause I'm missing home
Sleeping in my car alone
Arguing to get my money
Feeling sad, performing funny
Haggling for meals and booze
Dodging predatory dudes
Sticky shoes in smelly bars
This fucking crazy life of ours
Now I want it back I said
Give me a shitty gig
Give me any bar at all
I'll play all god damn night for you all
Well none of the bands here play instruments
But at least we got each other and some news outlets
I don't have a strategy
'Cause I might not have an industry
Maybe one day this'll be another shitty memory
And maybe one day this won't suck
Maybe shit won't be so tough
Maybe one day is coming up
Maybe one day